Condition Of The HeartBaby FuzZ

There was a girl in Paris
Who he sent a letter to
Hoping she would answer back
Wasn't that a fool
Hardy notion on the part of a
Sometimes lonely musician
Acting out a whim is only good
For a condition of the heart

There was a dame from London
Who insisted that he love her
Then left him for a real prince
From Arabia, now isn't that
A shame that sometimes money
Buys you everything and nothing
Love, it only seems to buy a
Terminal condition of the heart

Thinking about you driving me crazy
My friends say it's a phase honey
Every day is a yellow day
I'm blinded by the daisies in your yard

There was a woman from the ghetto
Who made funny faces just like
Clara Bow, how was I to know
That she would wear the same
Cologne as you and giggle the same
Giggle that you do?
Whenever I would act a fool, a fool
With a condition of the heart

Thinking about you driving me crazy
And my friends it's just a phase honey
Every single day is a yellow day
I'm blinded by the daisies in your yard

There was a girl in Paris
Whom he sent a letter to  
Hoping she would answer back
Wasn’t that a fool 
Condition of the heart